Cry of the cranes (Vitas) / Криком журавлиным (Витас)

Sad time of the year..

Криком журавлиным (Витас) - original

Взгляд встречаю твой,
Мы давно с тобой
Не говорили о любви
Я ночным дождём
Расскажу о том
Ты шумом листьев говори

Припев:
Крикну клином
Журавлиным
"Я тебя люблю"
И отвечу
Ветром встречным
"Я тебя люблю"

Нет, не мало слов
Как весне цветов
Только словами не сказать
Что из всех святил,
Тех, что я любил
Только луна тебе под стать

Припев:
Крикну клином журавлиным
"Я тебя люблю"
И отвечу
Ветром встречным
"Я тебя люблю"

Но пусть ветра, дожди и крики
Птичьих стай вдали
Будут нашим разговором о любви

Припев:
Крикну клином журавлиным
"Я тебя люблю"
И отвечу ветром встречным
"Я тебя люблю"

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Word-for-word translation:

Like the cry of the cranes (Vitas)

I meet your eyes

It has been long

Since you and I talked about love.

I will tell you about it

With the night rain.

You tell me with the rustling of leaves

I will call out

Like the flock of cranes:

"I love you!"

And the answer

Like the wind in my face

"I love you!"

I have many words

Like the springtime flowers

But the words cannot express

That among all celestial stars

That I have loved

The Moon is only one worthy you

I will call out

Like the flock of cranes:

"I love you!"

And the answer

Like the wind in my face

"I love you!"

And the winds, rains, and the cries

Of the cranes far away

Will be our conversation about love.

I will call out

Like the flock of cranes:

"I love you!"

And the answer

Like the wind in my face

"I love you!"

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My translation - Draft 1

Cry of the Cranes

Searching for your eyes,

Long since you and I

Talked as if we could be free.

I will talk to you

Through these drops of dew

Through rustling leaves you answer me.

I hear the cry

Of cranes in the sky:

“I love you”

And I cry back

Into the dark:

“I love you”

Oh, so many words

Like the spring-time birds

But the true ones are so few.

And of all the lights

Lighting up my nights

Moon would be the one like you.

I hear the cry

Of cranes in the sky:

“I love you”

And I cry back

Into the dark:

“I love you”

And the leaves, rains, and the cries

Of the cranes above

Now are the only language of our love.

I hear the cry

Of cranes in the sky:

“I love you”

And I cry back

Into the dark:

“I love you”